The Forsaken Hero
I closed my eyes and let out a shuddering breath. My fingers were numb and cold, my arm aching where the needle pierced the vein. Something clattered onto the pavement, and I looked down to see the needle. It had slipped out of my hand. Nothingness swirled around me, bringing the first sense of peace I'd felt in my short, miserable life. There was no one to miss me, and no one I would miss. There's always someone else to beat or rape. The regulars would move on quickly. I died. Only...wasn't death supposed to be dark? And since when did 'nothingness' have so many gods? Discord: https://discord.gg/PX3xqJdZMY
Awakened Bond
The Ice Spirit and I stared at each other for what felt like forever, though, in reality, it must have been closer to the space of a single heartbeat. Its soul was unlike I'd anything I'd ever witnessed before. It was an assimilation of infernal mana and demon essence, and yet strangely similar to my own. I could feel its presence as close as Fable, a pulsing warm bond nestled within my soul. It didn't seem to have clear, distinct emotions, not like Fable did, but I could feel a faint sense of pride and satisfaction, as well as…joy?
"I need your help," I said softly, looking up into its icy blue eyes. "Please, I need to get to my friends in the canyon. There is someone who can help Sari, but we don't have much time. She's dying…"
"I obey."